To his delight the old man rose and said,-- "It is well.

Let us go." It was daylight now, and everything could be plainly seen.

The extended skirmishing went on with less ardour than before, neither party pressing the other very closely.
Tyope glided back to one of his men.

An arrow well directed struck the ground very near.

Whispering into his ear the change of programme, Tyope took off his shield, turned it toward the enemy, and rose on his right knee.